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One day I awoke
and everything was
different.
Wrinkled sheets,
soft yellow walls,
clothes strewn bedside--
none of these I had ever seen before.
Brushing teeth,
I saw a stranger's face in the mirror.
His eyes brimmed
with unne...

I always forget to lock the back door, and my older brother likes to joke with me about it. Except half the time he’s not really joking, and he looks at me and shakes his head, and he’s actually pretty serious in a funny sort of way. He’s afraid someone might open the door in th...

A candle, a whisper
A betraying voice
In a hall
Dampened with secrets
Forlorn and despised, we lay
Near the pedal
Of the organ—
Gargantuan and…
Surprise!
They heard us talking
A step
And we lose it
The cavernous sky
Opens to swallow us
And we’re gone
Lost in the lonely vaults
O...

Look up past the domed steeple
I tell her
And she follows my pointing hand.
There, there, the snow swirling lightly!
And she pauses and wonders
But is it not everywhere so?
Look, look
I tell her
At the darkened steeple
and the brilliant snow that meanders so slowly!...

why have we stopped dreaming,
and not just dreams for a nonexistent Hollywood,
and its commercialized glamor
but dreams of living in the wharves and warehouses
that line Manayunk
yeah –
breathing the sun-polluted air of a place
where Philadelphia herself comes to play:
with her tourists,
...

Unspoken thoughts fly awry through my head
As I churn here awake
Alight in my bed
The living lie awake; the dead stand undead
In the crescendo of night
As if alive in my stead
Morn has time away
Eyebrows lifted
Eyes averted, astray
Labored breathing quickened; wary of day
Cool mists bri...